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Music is a drug

At least, the endorphin receptors in my head are still buzzing madly almost an hour after the encore ended. I kind of lost touch with Oysterband back in the early nineties, when they decided no one was listening to their lyrics anyway so they might as well just have fun and do covers of I […]

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I am a Sad Pathetic Man

I dreamed last night that I kept hitting on Katee Sackhoff, and she kept turning me down. That’s right: Starbuck, the antiMikey of sexual cereals, wouldn’t even give me the time of day in my dreams. But I’m not going to go with the obvious subtext here, because I am desperate to give my imagination […]

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Cancer, For the Greater Good

One of my favorite monster movies of all time has got to be John Carpenter’s 1982 remake of “The Thing”. It’s not a perfect film by any means – there are some gaffes with the rubber fx, and if eighties-era PCs ever came preloaded with software to test whether your buddies had been taken over […]

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AfterImages of I Am Legend

Praiseworthy Things: Opens with the Best Bitter Irony Jump Cut evar. Will Smith’s spot-on performance as a repressed, guilt-ridden failed-saviour-in-denial ratcheting inexorably towards catastrophic meltdown. Nature Takes Back Manhattan (and glad to see some decent soul opened the cages at the Brooklyn Zoo before devolving). Sam the Dog. Eh-worthy Things: You’d think a military epidemiologist […]

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Housekeeping

In between not doing the paying stuff I’m supposed to be doing and checking out the various articles and links you folks have sent my way over the altruism essay (thanks for all of that, btw — there was a lot of good stuff in there and it actually changed my thinking somewhat), I managed […]

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This. Is. The. Real. Peter. Watts. Speaking. This. Is. Not. An. Android. Imposter. No. Way.

Okay, the comments were touching enough, but I’m starting to get emails now. Even a phone message. Time to put these ugly rumours to rest. First of all, I didn’t know you cared. I am touched. Second of all, I am still alive and reasonably healthy. There have just been a number of deadlines keeping […]

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London Falling

Saw 28 Weeks Later last night. Few explicit spoilers follow, but much can be infered from what I write below. If you haven’t seen the movie yet, and you intend to, you may want to skip this entry. Released at the start of the summer blockbuster season: going up against Spiderman, Pirates, Shrek, Die Hard, […]

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Torontonians: Infest Wisely

You all know the scoop on self-publishers, don’t you? Those losers who, unable to interest any legitimate publisher in their verbiage, haunt Kinkos with pockets full of quarters, printing out their magnum opus on the backs of old cable bills in the hope that some streetcorner pedestrian might take pity on them. A hapless breed, […]

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Neuropath

I’ve just finished reading a draft of R. Scott Bakker’s soon-to-be-released Neuropath. Holy shit. The neurology of consciousness. The advantages of nonsentience. People neurologically stripped of their behavioral constraints so that they can make the necessary Big Decisions of life and death without getting caught up in touchy-feeling shackles like conscience and morality. All the […]

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